All day long, all the coaches and squad leaders of the teaching team soaked in the shooting range.

It's a very unique thing.

Because each squadron actually had only about a dozen people, the general tactical training was simply organized by the instructor group of the brigade headquarters.

However, most of the training in common subjects for individual soldiers depends on their own consciousness, and basically there is only one time a week, similar to the situation where the captain personally went out to organize the training today.

So, every coach squad leader has his own training tools such as sand vests and sand leggings.

Because no one is going to force you to train, you're the coach class leader, you're the class leader of the class leaders, and if you still need someone to chase you behind your ass like a recruit and wave your belt to urge you to train, it really doesn't make sense.

What's more, most of the people who stayed behind wanted to be admitted to the military academy, and even people like Wang Datong hoped to be a volunteer soldier or something.

In fact, most of the coaches and squad leaders of the teaching team have the same idea as Xu Xingguo, but most of them dare not or have no bottom in their hearts is not that the training is not up to standard, but that the cultural class is not up to standard.

Speaking of which, this is a very realistic and cruel thing.

Although the score line for soldiers to take the military academy is not as high as that for fresh graduates, how many of the people who come to serve as soldiers can be said to be top-notch in their studies?

Therefore, soldiers who have no way to improve their cultural level can only rely on desperate training to obtain merit medals.

This is almost a road in Huashan.

There are not many well-trained soldiers, and most of them are officers who work hard by sweat.

Most of the coaching squad leaders of the coaching team belong to this category.

Because, no one will force you to train, you arrange your own training, and the most organized by the brigade is the shooting subject.

The difference between the teaching team and the ordinary company is that the ammunition of the grass-roots company is not much, and it has to write a report and apply for several training sessions, which is all kinds of trouble.

The teaching team is not, it is a divisional training unit directly under the division headquarters, so it has its own small ammunition depot, which is stocked with all kinds of ammunition all year round.

That's where the awesome comes in.

The coach squad leader who came out of the teaching team is a top scorer in basic shooting subjects, and many of them are also marksmen.

You don't have a top gold medal, and you're embarrassed to tell people that you're on the teaching team.

This is the happiest thing for Majesty.

Because he has a natural obsession with shooting subjects, when he was 5 years old, his father Zhuang Zhenguo came back to visit his family, customized a miniature version of the People's Liberation Army uniform for solemnity, and then went to the state-run shopping mall to bleed heavily, and bought him a toy gun that flashed as long as the trigger was pulled, and then it would emit a "da-da-da" gun.

Since that day, Majest has been obsessed with things like guns.

The first grade plays with a slingshot, and can knock down the sparrow from the tree twenty meters away.

In the fourth grade, I began to play with air guns, and the caterpillars on the trees about 30 meters were accurate one at a time.

Later, when I joined the army, the only thing I felt was a little happy about joining the army was being able to touch a real gun.

Lao Qi said that if you play with a gun, you have to fall in love with it, and the gun is the second life of a soldier.

This is solemnly remembered, and he did fall in love with the gun that belonged to him.

When shooting that day, the veteran marksmen in the brigade were not stingy with this new squad leader, and handed him any unique skills.

Many shooting skills are not even learned in textbooks.

Solemn's understanding of shooting is extremely high, and all the exercises and shooting subjects in various situations can be learned as soon as they are learned, which is staggering.

However, when it comes time to return to the team at dusk, what has been promised is still to be done.

More than 30 guns of the whole brigade were handed over to the three unlucky bastards of the 3rd Squadron and the 3rd District Team, Zhuang Yan, Wang Dazui and Zhang Heping.

It is not an easy task for each person to carry ten guns, from the shooting range to the barracks, a full kilometer, a gun is more than seven catties, and each person has at least ten guns, and the most is Zhang Heping, who carries twelve.

After all, it was he who was involved in Zhuang Zhuang and Wang Dazui, so he took the initiative to rush to carry it.

The teaching team is a strange place, because there are few squad leaders, but there are many district captains.

There are 32 coaching squad leaders in the entire brigade, but there are 12 district captains.

Therefore, the district captain is the most worthless officer here, no different from a soldier, and he has to train with the soldier.

This is the tradition of the 1st Division Teaching Team.

"Solemn, big mouth, I'm the one who has troubled you."

The three of them fell at the back of the line, Zhang Heping glanced at the solemn and Wang Dazui beside him, and said guiltily.

solemnly sighed and said, "Lao Zhang, don't talk this kind of, they are all brothers of the same district team, what is not involved?" I said, your physical fitness level should indeed be improved, after the assembly is finished tomorrow, you tie sandbags, and Big Mouth and I will accompany you to Bailongguan again. ”

Wang Dazui said: "Yes, yes, the Bailongguan route is the most exercise of leg strength, there is distance, uphill, downhill, exercise leg strength is absolutely first-class, you help the sandbag run it for a month, there is definitely a leap forward." ”

Several people talked and talked all the way, and when the team passed through the large playground and went up the steps to the asphalt road in front of the barracks, they suddenly saw the team in front of them stop.

"Huh?" Wang Dazui poked his head out, not understanding why the person in front of him stopped.

I just wanted to open my mouth to ask what to ask, but I heard the solemn say: "Big mouth, stand up, Hei Lao Cai is here!" ”

Hei Lao Cai's green Cherokee, even if it is gray, it is solemn.

Wang Dazui immediately closed his big mouth, and the three of them had a bunch of guns on them, and they also carried a few tactical vests on the guns, just like filming a science fiction movie.

According to the regulations, when you see the vehicle of your superior, you must stand up and salute.

But at this moment, how can there be a hand salute, you can only stand upright on the side of the road, look at your nose, look at your heart, and look serious.

The Cherokee was beside the three, but suddenly slowed down.

The solemn heart suddenly hung in the air.

Hei Lao Cai is strictly this something that the cooking class knows, shouldn't it be that the three of them are untidy and are targeted by Hei Lao Cai in the car, right?

The car slowly slid in front of the three of them, less than a meter away from them.

In the dark brown window, the vague figure of Hei Lao Cai could almost be seen solemnly, and he seemed to be looking towards the three of them.

"Don't......" He muttered silently in his heart, hoping that Hei Lao Cai would never have any interest in the three of them.

However, heaven never grants people's wishes.

The Cherokee actually stopped in front of the three.

"What the hell—"

Wang's big mouth gently squeezed out two mosquito-like humming sounds from between his teeth.

The car window slowly lowered, and the black Lao Cai in the back seat looked like electricity, and his skin was still shining dark in the twilight of the sunset.

The three of them were numb by Hei Lao Cai, and they didn't know what this colonel wanted.

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